"Come on in, Im the only one living in this house, just an old man like me."

  Mr. Han ushered the three of them in, then walked straight across the courtyard, leading them into the house. He personally went to make tea, his gait steady and strong, with a vigorous air about him, like an ancient pine tree.

  Dont look at it as just an ordinary residence, but its really a unique haven. From the outside, you cant see anything special, but once inside, youll discover that the interior design is elegant and refined, with a classic charm that permeates the atmosphere. This feeling cannot be replicated by some nouveau riche who buy a bunch of books to fill up their study. Every single decoration in the room, even every detail, reveals the owners attitude towards life, as well as their understanding of it.

  Han Lao quickly brought over the tea and handed it out individually. When he finally handed a cup to Zhao Zhu, Han Lao asked with a hint of concern:

  "Dr. Zhao, whats going on with you lately?" Han Lao had said before that Zhao Zhu had a bloody smell on him, which was simple in origin - it was the smell left behind by killing people, and definitely not just one person.

  "Its true that Ive run into some trouble." Zhao Zhuo didnt plan on hiding too much, since he had come seeking help in the first place. However, there was no way he could mention the horror web novel group to anyone.

  "Oh, then, what did you want to see me for? Do you need money?" Han Lao was not ambiguous at all, obviously having a good impression of this doctor who had pulled him back from the edge of madness. At the same time, it also indirectly revealed the lingering chivalrous spirit on his body. After all, he was originally the leader of a group of ruthless people who dug graves and robbed tombs, and without some heroic spirit and overbearing manner, he wouldnt have been able to lead them."

  "I have the money, but Ive got something urgent to attend to recently and need to visit a tomb. So, I was hoping to borrow a set of equipment from you, Old Han. That kind of thing is hard to come by even if I were to buy it on the market."

  Upon hearing this, Han Jiangxue was not surprised at all and sighed: "Dr. Zhao, I actually guessed it a long time ago, you came to find me, guessing that its also about this matter, your family has money and power, neither is lacking."

  "Is Mr. Han willing to help me?" Zhao Zhu asked.

  "Its just a set of equipment, no big deal. Ive long since let go and washed my hands of it. Those things are useless to me now, you can take them if you want. Theyre in the next room, under the bed, in that backpack. The gear is still in good condition, but youll have to get it yourself."

  Zhao Zhus gaze turned to Zhu Jianping, and Zhu Jianping nodded slightly, meaning that there was no danger in the next room.

  Since thats the case, Zhao Zhu also stood up and walked directly towards the next room.

  Next door, there was only a bed, which made the room look a bit empty. However, when Zhao Zhu turned around, he found that on one side of the entrance, there was an altar table with two memorial photos on it. They were both very sweet-looking girls, the older ones were about 13 or 14 years old, and the younger ones were only 7 or 8 years old. The smiles in the photos were very lovely, but they had already turned black and white, which made people feel a little sorry.

  These two girls, Zhao Zhuo already had the answer in his heart. They should be Han Jiangxues granddaughters. His son passed away due to a car accident, leaving behind two daughters, who are also Han Jiangxues granddaughters. However, these two girls, who were supposed to be blooming and lively, were still separated by the living and the dead at this moment.

  Han Jiangxue was initially also traumatized by this blow, so his mind began to become disordered and he entered a mental hospital. In fact, as a leader, he was ruthless and had dug up many corpses with his own hands, killing people without hesitation. His heart had long been hardened, even to the point of being iron-hearted. However, facing the sudden death of his son and then the one-by-one deaths of his two lovely granddaughters, he fell into a deep sense of guilt. He believed that it was because he had dug up graves and harmed the yin virtue, causing these disasters to befall his children and grandchildren, which drove him to madness.

  As for Han Jiangxue letting himself come to take the equipment, Zhao Zhuo was also clear. Because he had a favor to him, he wouldnt be stingy with this set of equipment that he would no longer use. However, he also wanted to remind himself that tomb raiding was after all a serious loss of virtue, and if possible, its best not to do it. He was the best counterexample.

  However, Zhao Zhuo was also helpless, and this time he had to go dig up the Qinglong vein. Heaven knows what kind of things he would encounter. If Zhao Zhuo had other choices, he definitely wouldnt go to that place. But all these were just thoughts.

  However, it has been a hundred years since the fall of the Qing dynasty, and even if they were to dig up the dragon vein, they wouldnt be met with too much retribution, would they?

  ……

  Xiong Zhiqi sat in a chair drinking tea, seeing Han Jiangxue looking at himself, he smiled at him.

  Han Jiangxue pointed directly at Xiong Zhiqi and said, "People like you, dont look at their chubby appearance, but they are the most fond of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. If it were usual times, if I had someone like you under my command, I would definitely let him die unknowingly in the grave."

  "Hmm."

  When he heard this, Xiong Zhiqi directly spat out the tea in his mouth and immediately became bitter, is there anyone who says that?

  "Old man, youre joking a bit too much this time."

  "Hehe." Han Jiangxue smiled and saw Zhao Zhu carrying a mountaineering bag, got up and said: "Doctor Zhao, take care."

  "Take care, Old Han. If I havent lost them, Ill return your things once Ive used them up."

  "It doesnt matter, I wont be using it anyway."

  After exchanging a few pleasantries, Zhao Zhu and his two companions bid farewell and left.

  Han Jiangxue walked back into the inner room alone, looking at the two old photographs in the house, sighed, pinched three sticks of incense and lit them.

  ……

  With a set of equipment, Zhao Zhu returned home and exchanged some props under the guidance of Xiong Zhiqi, including Road-Finding Incense, Talisman Paper, Heart-Protecting Mirror, Holy Water, and Special Hemostatic Spray. As Xiong Zhiqi said, these small items may not be very expensive, but at critical moments, using them properly can also save lives.

  These things basically used up Zhao Zhus more than a thousand points coupons.

  Next, its just waiting. There is still a week before entering the task world, and there is no need to rush. In these few days, Zhao Zhuo also deliberately strengthened some exercises, and the rest of the time was spent familiarizing himself with the equipment he got from Han Jiangxue, such as Luoyang shovel and diamond umbrella. These things are not easy to master, so its better to practice more now, and when entering the task world later, you can be more at ease.

  Time slipped away in this rhythm, and finally, the moment of entering the task world of "Mandarin Dragon Pulse" arrived.